Will The Whining Ever Stop?

My new Indian name is “Lalawethika” which translated, means “She Who Complains about the Heat”.

I was talking to a friend the other day that yet again brought up the fact she has to lay by her 3 year old every night until she falls asleep. I don’t have any problem with this. My only problem is that she’s complaining about it but she doesn’t want to do anything about it. I want to make futile attempts to help her with her problem. “Try this, or that or the other.”

I finally realized this last time that she didn’t really want any input; she just wanted to complain about it. Stranger is always telling me this. “Stop trying to fix your friend’s problems. Just listen.” Ok. I get it!

My friend finally admitted that this is the only time she gets to snuggle and feel close to her daughter. I replied, “Then stop complaining about it. You’re doing it because you want to.”

Ya. I am. I should stop complaining about it.

Ya, you should.

So, Lalawethika, goes on and on to everyone within ear shot about the heat. “I have no air conditioning. It’s so hot. Waa, waa, waa.”

Well, why don’t you have air conditioning?

We just haven’t put it in yet. I thought we might not need it at all.

Well.

Ok, I’ll shut up now.

Ya, you should.